Golden Ink ...

Golden Ink ...

A Poem by Phill Oz O'fee
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A "Golden Age" is known as a period of peace, harmony, stability and prosperity.

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Golden Ink ...

 


 

Drops of golden ink

Fall from your quill of mystic words,

And scroll a manuscript of intrigue

Across the parchment pages

Of my velum bonded heart.

 

A tale of dreams to be

And promises of passion unconditional ,

Pulse through this body’s veins

Like streams of molten love

To reach extremities of spirit.

 

It’s true the story’s plot

Is ancient as time’s rhythmic tempo,

A never ending intricacy of momentum

Yet from life’s diary of encouraging reward

I see an imminence written in the sand.

© 2017 Phill Oz O'fee


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I'll have to agree with Helen. To see you writing in this genre is a pleasant surprise, and you are really good at it, I might add! I love the whole theme of this-the golden ink writing on the vellum heart...Enamoring! Your ability to branch out shows your diversity as a writer and your unlimited talent! Thank you for taking the time to share!

Posted 15 Years Ago


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this is a beautifully written piece.
Sandra

Posted 15 Years Ago


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Your use of imagery is yet again stellar. Vivid, enthralling, fully of mystery and wisdom, another incredible work!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Even if the subject matter is a change for you, your use of vocabulary is instantly recognisable :)

Gold flows through this piece.

Nicely done.

NH



Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is so magical and mystical! You must've put a lot of deep thought and effort into this one; it's probably just me, but I truly think that this poem really stands out compared to your other work. This one seems to have the brightest light out of all of your other poems, most likely because of the words you chose to use (i.e. "golden", "intrigue", "passion", "spirit"-- all of which are very light words, yet they hold such power in them). I really like this poem; it presents a sort of "hopeful" theme to it, but I may be wrong... I have a weird way of interpreting, I'll admit. ;) Thanks for sharing this!

Ironically Yours, Blade and Blood

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

I have not taken the time to read the rest of your reviews on this piece (my apologies, as my mood is less than satisfactory today), but I would like to state something I noticed. The title of your work is "Golden Ink." Not just ink.. but GOLDEN ink. The idea of this color, gold, is leafed throughout the poem in words like "parchment," "molten," "spirit," and "sand." Very nicely done, in my most humble opinion.

You have such a way with words.. I am exceptionally impressed. Nicely done.

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

A beautiful ode to love Unconditional - truly amazing...it paints a vivid picture of hope and warmth. Thank you.
Light,
Siddartha


Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Phil this was beautifully descriptive and ever so romantic! The first stanza drew my right in and the the rest of the piece fulfilled me as well. Gorgeous write with extremely exquisite imagery! The second stanza provided the reader with such an incredible appeal as your word choices were phenomenal here and through the entire poem as well! A beautifully warm, touching and outstanding piece!!!!

Posted 15 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

This is the first time I have read anything of yours in this genre, and I must say I very much like this side of you. Very romantic. Your words could melt the coldest of hearts.

Thank you for sharing this and revealing your romantic side.
I would love to see more like this.

Posted 15 Years Ago


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Hi Phill.
a nice thing you produced. i understood! Horace Walpole, Lord Orford 1717�97, English writer and connoisseur, wrote in his letter to George Montagu, 20 July 1752: "Every drop of ink in my pen ran cold." Then he said: "At present, nothing is talked of, nothing admired, but what I cannot help calling a very insipid and tedious performance: it is a kind of novel, called The Life." talking about this idylic imaginary past was at least making happy for a moment. an i understood the second meaning, too. nicely done!



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Great peace yet again, your words are stong and bold and your grace of the golden ink, I couldent have said it any better then you have with this writing keep them comming phill great job and wonderfully penned..

Posted 15 Years Ago


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Phill Oz O'fee
Phill Oz O'fee

Winchester, Hampshire, England, United Kingdom



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